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lirik lagu wavy – snick foley

hook x2

f*ck you, uncle sam

hurry. i need my advance

put that paper in my hand

keep my bands inside my pants

til i’m drowning in that money, someone, save me

make sure you pay me, and i’ll make sure it’s wavy

verse 1

(a*yo, my b*tch, is never) average, met her at saks fifth

sh*t be poking when that ass switch, i hadta smash chick

but her ex, be on some, wack, sh*t, he think he savage

introduce him to the ratchet, it sound like yass b*tch

p*ssy n*gga; i’m on the, top of my game, head i be copping insane

i move with circles, that don’t ever, rock with no lames, you should start dropping my name

not on my level, unless i go, hop from this plane, hate will not stop all ya pain

y’all think i’m twisted, till i put a knot, on ya brain, this sh*t been on lock, since i came (not all the same)

i be packing, a mac, in the back, of the ac, but the fact, that they wack, when they rap, make me snap on the track

snick foley, aka, sir stacks i attack, all black

i came thru, to collect my racks, and throw shade, for the sh*t you lack

i don’t fear you n*ggas cause you n*ggas just acts, somebody gotta put the team on his back

yeah i went to school but i ain’t learn sh*t (learn sh*t)

stare at every bridge, as i burn it (burn it)

flexing non*stop when that return hits

spend this money, like i’m sosa cause i earned it (i earned this)

hook x2
*****
f*ck you, uncle sam

hurry. i need my advance

put that paper in my hand

keep my bands inside my pants

til i’m drowning in that money, someone, save me

make sure you pay me, and i’ll make sure it’s wavy

verse 2

(ain’t, a man) breathing, that could ever, pass me

you can’t catch me, better chances going catching, tax*is

yo these dudes is p*ssy, f*ck a deal, they need some, max*is

y’all can’t get up on the wave!, till they free max*b

i be moving, i be working till my knuckles ash*y

i roll up like i am drizzy, and this sh*t de*grass*i

indoors all my women nast*y, popping ass*cheeks

but outside they extra class*y, freddie blass*ie

im the one who really runs the show, you just play the boss

everybody, wanna, be in charge, but can’t pay the cost

everybody, wanna, get them wins, but can’t take a loss

i move swiftly, after, eye lay low, tracie ellis ross

snick foley, that’s my m*th*f*cking name b*tch

i stay speeding down this road until the lane switch

everybody, get so friendly, once the fame hits

get on that billy gates, fronting like you ain’t rich

hook x2

f*ck you, uncle sam

hurry. i need my advance

put that paper in my hand

keep my bands inside my pants

til i’m drowning in that money, someone, save me

make sure you pay me, and i’ll make sure it’s wavy

outro x2